Bhawna Raina's Personal Blog

I knew you were mine, Taking each step towards you brought me closer to myself Invigorating morning dew was cold, I remember, Still as new as the gleaming moon that was bright as never before. Seemed nothing will ever be so immaculate. The touch of a bud is a promise of birth, A rainbow in every nook. The heat from the fire ball, Mighty and fierce, yet a lifeline. The weary soul dances to the tunes of gurgling and splashing waters. Breeze so tender, is a panacea for my wounds. Brutal yet kind Constant yet changing Departs yet comes back. None can take away my sorrows and my happiness is mine too. I knew you too were mine.

Story of you and I, A tale that no one would talk of. There was no palace, no moon and stars shinning. I was moving gradually, learning to walk past the odds, Odds unseen, breeding every moment in my heart's dark chamber. My feet burnt and bled seeing the death of all that I knew was serene, and pious. Who wrote the script with the burning coal on the skin, Wounds so deep and never to heal. All that I was looking for was coherence in the chords But, the music was dead and rhythm choked Slowly melting candle was ringing in the days of end. I never read my story my friend.